On Desolate Plains

Falling to the pits of hell
Ferocious unrelenting winds
Harvesting all souls breeding ‘neath a violent sky
The sun, a flame of devouring fire

On desolate plains
The winds conquer

The pits of hell
Relentless, vanished into dust
Harvesting all tears flooding over barren ground
The soil, engulfing all of life’s perspire

On desolate plains
The winds conquer at dawn
Engulfed by lava
A prey for the Earth
On desolate plains
The winds conquer

A monsoon in the desert rain
A boab sings in grief
Spherical our motherland
Will bring to me a breath I shouldn’t breathe

Intent on rapid insurgence
Incarnation of orbital strength
To turn ruin to redemption
Resurgence, a new breath of air

Whom once did not savour
Now master of carving his trail
I shall now savour on desolate plains